The moon, let it guide you, when selene comes, we'll alll know how to fight
dear fenrir, my saviour, come and eat the ones, we know who taste the best

I know just where you've been boy, i've watched you by the stream
and don't be afraid of the dark 'cos the darkness is simply a womb for the lonely
swallow your pride and walk with us through the trees and hills
oh yes! your english eyes they are turning red